I stare at the pile of ash as the wind blows it away. The bunt mark left from the grimoire as dark as the hole in my heart. Jacques.Both Ben and Kiarr pull out of my body and I sag to the ground, unable to stand without their help, with my heart hurting so much I can't breathe.Jacques. All of this
Three weeks later I'm tearing my skirts and socks out of my drawers. "Where is my wand?"Kiarr leans against the dresser, using my flying clothing as target practice for his sword. The blade slashes harmlessly through each item. "Why are ye looking fer it?""I have a test today." I open another dra
I hurt all over, but I open my eyes and try to sit up. Everyone in the circle is knocked down. Even Ben and Kiarr who had been helping hold me up are unconscious.Then gray eyes look down at me. "Did you sacrifice all of these people just for me? And I thought you were a good witch.""Jacques." I wr
"Have I hurt you?"I shake my head before I can form the words. "No. Just intense.""For me as well." His eyes meet mine. "I will not be able to take my time as I would like. All of me wants you and I won't be able to wait.""Me either." I lift my hips slightly so that my sex is pressing against his
Three months later, I squeal when Ben and Kiarr pop into the room. "Hey, you're not supposed to be in here yet." I shove their presents under a pillow. "No peeking or you'll ruin the surprise."Ben looks abashed, but gives me a sly smile. Kiarr leans an elbow on the top of my dresser with a lazy gr
Though Kiarr has his sword strapped to his side. Each looks so serious and my heart does a little flip at seeing them. Both Decan and Walsh are standing by them too.I look to my friends, tears in my eyes. Melanie rushes up to me with Jolene. "Here, we'll take these.""Wh-what's going on?"Ben strol
"You sure you're ready to do the same for Gwen?" I whisper. "She's a handful."A blush colors his cheeks and I wind my arm through his. "Yeah, I am.""Not so fast." Angelic pushes through the crowd. "She can borrow this and I'll walk her down the aisle.""Yes. I'd like that." I beam.She holds out a
He leans down and kisses my lips softly. "It's perfect. I've missed smoking as a ghost. And the cane is perfect as well.""My turn." Kiarr rips open his gift and lets out a triumphant yell. "A polished bull horn for mead-is it spelled too?"I nod. "Yes.""Ye don't know how happy ye make me, Brene. B